Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 1160 Magpie Bridge

On Jing Guo’s preparation for the battle, Xiaoqi Chief Governor Xia Houlie pressed his forehead and sighed, “This child really follows her father! Why is it so uncomfortable? This is the semi-finals, and I’m still full of thoughts! "

Murong Long's expression is still stern: "It doesn't matter what you think, or even what you do. It's important to win. Winning is called'indiscriminate, free and easy'. Losing is called'presumptuous and self-explanatory.' eat'."

  Xia Houlie's hand pressing his forehead became heavier.

  This Murong Long is good at everything, but he takes everything too seriously. I just complained casually, you just listen to it and it's over, why did you analyze it for me?

  Although watching the river platform is like a national war, you need to be serious and desperate, but it shouldn't be so serious...You are just watching the battle now, and we are just chatting!

  The young people nowadays are really stubborn and quite boring. The old guys are more interesting. If Monk Huang is here, maybe...

Thinking of that'huang monk', Xia Houlie put down his hand on his forehead, shook his head and retorted: "No, there is Huang monk. If the relic wins, it is called'the strong man's demeanor, the natural color of the arrogant man.' If he loses, It's called'I have tried my best, what else do I want'."

  Murong Long chewed silently, and he really couldn’t disagree. The general governor is more insightful!

  The two can talk vigorously.

Zhongshan Weisun beside    silently did not speak.

  In spite of the cost of treatment, the injury has been healed.

  But his heart still aches...

  Every sentence is like a knife piercing him.

  Why don’t you live with others!

  ……

  Jingmu and Jingmu have been neighbors for many years. In history, there were times when "Chen soldiers bordered and fell to the other country", and there were times when they "were relatives by marriage, brothers and neighbors."

  Cooperation and confrontation have never disappeared, but the relationship is very complicated.

  Because of the existence of the desert and the threat of "devil", the long line of life and death requires coordinated defense. The war cannot be fought, but in the Northern Territory and the hegemony, conflicts of interest are inevitable.

  Of course, most of the vassal states below are playing dimly, and both Jingmu and Mu have retained great restraint.

  However, it is reasonable to see each other on the Guanhetai.

  Normally, there is no chance to act with integrity.

  For this battle, the citizens of both countries are looking forward to it. In the end, who is the strongest in the Northern Territory, arguing for so many years, there is always some actual record to support.

Although the Yellow River Conference cannot fully represent the national strength of various countries, to a certain extent, it is indeed a manifestation of future potential.

  The top talents of all countries are here to compete. They represent not only themselves, but also the young people who are behind them and those who are defeated by them.

  He Lianyun looked at Huang Sheli on the martial arts stage, and had great opinions on this exotic beauty with bronze skin. Although the two on the stage were confronting each other, how she looked at how she felt that the look in Huang Sheli's eyes in Muguo was as if she was about to eat Rucheng!

   Damn it, there are always people who want to fight against you!

  She sits here, her face is still, her heart is overwhelmed.

The black-clothed nun sitting next to her asked aloud at this time: "His Royal Highness Yun, I don't know who this Deng Qi is? Look at his rich methods, he should be famous, but Xiao Ni has never before. heard about it."

  He Lianyun asked herself that she was a woman with great ambitions who clearly distinguished her feelings from her career.

  As a result, the rivers and seas died down immediately.

   didn't move his eyes, but asked quietly: "Why, Xiyue'an is interested in him?"

  Yu Wenduo, who sat a long distance away, had no expression on his face, but his ears were pricked up. As Zhao Rucheng's good troller, he certainly has to care about how His Royal Highness Yun and her close friends discussed Zhao Rucheng.

Yu Wenduo is incomprehensible about the customs. He Yuwenduo has to take on the important task of helping Rucheng to maintain his relationship. Once he finds any problems, he can quickly remedy it... In short, he must help Rucheng to cook this bowl of soft rice. Myself!

  It turned out that this female nun was actually from Xiyue'an! It means how to talk to His Highness Yun and be qualified to sit next to His Highness Yun.

  Looking at the Buddhism in the world, apart from the two sacred places of the east and the west, Xuankong Temple and Mount Xumi, Xiyue Temple has the most profound background. Since it is a first-class sect force.

  What I don’t know is how did the nun at Xiyuean met His Royal Highness Yun, and what does it matter?

   Hearing Helian Yunyun’s question, the black-clothed nun was silent for a while before saying: "Your Royal Highness Yun can rest assured that Xiyuean does not accept male disciples."

  Her voice is holy and warm. In Yuwenduo's ears, it is "beneficial, bend, bend," and a dull muyu sound.

  Yu Wenduo's heart trembled, knowing that his eavesdropping had been discovered.

  Hurry up to withdraw his sense of hearing, and carefully watch the replay martial arts arena.

  After the black girl explained, He Lian Yunyun not only did not ‘rest assured’, he seemed to be more vigilant: “Master Yuzhen, I remember your disciples at Xiyue’an, you can’t be married, right?”

  The female nun in black with the name "Yuzhen" was speechless for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "His Royal Highness, Xiao Ni is really just a curious question. You don't have to be too precautionary. Xiao Ni is a monk!"

   "It should be like this!" Helian Yunyun smiled and said, "As the saying goes, the man under the mountain is a tiger, so please don't mess with the Buddha's mind, Master!"

  Yu really didn't reply, but the black gauze on the cloak fluttered lightly, and it was obvious that he was not calm.

Helian Yunyun smiled again: "Speaking of which, why are you interested in the Yellow River Club? When Yuhua said in the letter that a junior girl was coming to observe the ceremony, I was kind of strange. She was so calm as a mirror. I once thought that everyone in Xiyue'an is like that."

  It can be seen from the name, obviously that "Yuhua" is the old acquaintance of Helian Yunyun, and this Master Yuzhen is also acquainted.

  Furthermore, Helian Yunyun did not conceal her doubts. Although she met for the first time, she had obviously concluded that Yuzhen and Yuhua were completely different people.

The black cloak concealed all the colors, and the jade mother nun said softly, “Experience in the red dust is also a practice. Here you can see the heroes on the river platform, the various living beings, and the stories, which float and sink. Little Ni can come At first glance, it is of great benefit to practice. Speaking of which, it is troubled by His Highness Yun to take care of it."

   "With a lift, what's the point?"

  He Lian Yunyun waved his hand bravely, showing great momentum.

   But then he lowered his voice again: "Your mortal experience does not include the love of men and women, right?"

  Yuzhen:...

  ……

  ……

  There are stories of outsiders.

  The people on the field have the start of the people on the field.

  Huang Sheli glared at Zhao Rucheng, of course only the carving on the heavy bronze mask could be seen. The other party's expression was hidden deep under the mask, and even the part of the eyes showed only a small round hole, which was incomplete.

  Her weapon in her hand.

  This is a three-foot-three descending magic pestle.

  One end is the Buddha's head, and the other end is a three-sided pyramid.

  The relief on Chu's body is a group of pilgrimage pictures.

The "Holy" that    is facing is the head of the Buddha at the end.

  The whole body is a pilgrimage road.

There are three pilgrims, one beggar, one commoner, and one nobleman.

  This group of metal reliefs cover the entire body of the pestle, leaving only two handles.

  Two handles, which exactly separate three sections of the pilgrimage map, and also divide the Jiang Mo pestle into three equal parts.

  It is worth mentioning that the Buddha head at the end is not any Buddha worshipped by mainstream Buddhist sects.

  The sculpture is a "yellow-faced Buddha".

  This Buddha, of course, has never been seen in any legends or Buddhist scriptures, because this is a Buddha built by Huang Fu, General Huanglongwei.

  Huang Longwei and even Jing Guo, therefore, how not to be seen by orthodox Buddhists, can be imagined.

  This pestle is called "Pudu".

   was originally Huang Fu's own weapon, and he fought for many years. On Huang Sheli's tenth birthday, she gave it to Huang Sheli. On the other hand, he asked someone to hit a magic pestle, which he made use of until now.

   There is a saying widely circulated in Jingguo, "Ning to kill the gods, don't mess with Pudu."

  Killing God is the army of Yingyangwei General Zhongshan Yanwen, and among the seven guards of Jing State, Yingyangwei is the first.

  Zhongshan Yanwen is strong, beyond doubt.

  Only from the name "Killing God", you can also feel it. How fierce Zhongshan Yanwen's weapons are.

   But nevertheless.

  In people's minds, as a weapon, it is not as fierce as Purdue.

  Now, such a murder weapon.

   is held by Huang Sheli with one hand, but it does not feel harsh, but a kind of compassion.

  Even with Huang Sheli's fierce eyes, it looked like a little girl's grudge.

   While Zhao Rucheng, who was standing opposite Huang Sheli, did not speak, nor did his eyes respond. It's just that under the slightly buckled five fingers, the black golden sword aura is swimming.

  The sword spirit is like a dragon and a snake, swimming between the five fingers.

  He likes to practice sword.

  Innately like it.

  I like that he needs to exercise restraint, otherwise he will easily become stronger.

  Even in the most decadent and laissez-faire days, he still wanted to learn from Jiang Sange’s Purple Qi Donglai Sword Classic with a smile on his face.

  The Gengjin sword energy that swims between his five fingers at this moment is one of the many secret techniques handed down from generation to generation.

  It's funny to say.

  Those ancestors have built a treasure trove, passed on from generation to generation...the whole mind is about to be restored.

  I don’t know how bad the brain is.

  In this boundless and expansive world, there are only six hegemonies standing side by side. The title is the power of the world, and Xiong regards the world.

  How many heroes and heroes Mingjun, heroes of the world, can’t replace him.

  You want people and no soldiers, and you want to restore the country with just one mouth?

  That treasure house is also funny enough. The world of practice is changing with each passing day. Which powerful country’s secret technique library is not innovated from generation to generation?

  You have accumulated so many secret methods, more than half of them are out of date, okay? There is still a small half, and it will not last for a few years. There are only a few things that can be used-

  I didn’t know until I started learning. Such as the Big Five Elements Huntianbu that requires extremely complex breaking techniques, there will be ghosts unless they are eliminated, and in a hundred years, it is estimated that there will be absolutely no possibility of training.

  Nowadays, where do you look for the pure wind of the five elements? If it weren't for Uncle Deng...

  I only worked hard for Uncle Deng.

  You leave a suicide note before you die, and say, "Don't forget the ambitions of your fathers", and I will lose my whole life and die.

  Before you die, you have to give birth to a child, leave your blood, and let the offspring continue to die.

  Like you, like your father, like your grandfather.

Go to hell!

  I have never seen what you look like!

  Until he saw the severed finger, Zhao Rucheng said to himself in his heart. In this way, it fights against the inexplicable **** of blood, the **** of the so-called "hate of ancestors, blood feuds of the five generations".

  He is naturally smart, he is unwilling to continue the hopeless so-called "career", and he is unwilling to be the continuation of the will of the deceased.

  He wants to live by himself, even if it is "meaningless" to live by himself.

  What is the meaning of life?

  He has no future. The more conspicuous he is, the faster he will die. It would be better to just pass through the past and enjoy the day.

  Uncle Deng never asked him, respecting all his choices...

  But after seeing the severed finger, everything is different.

  He is too smart to believe in himself.

  Can't be like those "fools", always cherish hope.

  But he finally realized so deeply--

  Escape is useless.

  At this moment, the black gold sword spirit wandering between his fingers, the luster is extremely beautiful.

  Most people present only recognized it as a unique use of Gengjin Jianqi, but could not see its roots.

  It actually has a nice name, called...

  "Magpie Bridge Fairy".

The fight between    and Yin Wenhua did not force the true face of this technique at all.

  Only the overlord Tianjiao like Huang Sheli can get the basic treatment.

  Now, he wants to let the world know.

  The clear light enveloped the performance stage, like water flowing away. Yu Yu has announced the start of the battle.

  Zhao Rucheng immediately raised his hand and pushed forward!

  The strong fight, and the fight is in a flash.

  Huang Sheli has already risen, but Zhao Rucheng’s sword spirit has arrived!

   Thousands of golden sword qi, after leaving the hand, it turns into a sword magpie, and each sword magpie holds the tail of a sword magpie in front. Every time it connects, it accelerates suddenly.

  So connected end to end, swords and magpies form a bridge.

  The black golden sword and magpie connected to the bridge, almost as soon as it left Zhao Rucheng's hand, it has already fallen into the body of Huang Sheli, so fast!

  The so-called sword qi into silk, sword qi condenses the sword, and sword qi like flying needles and arrows are just simple applications.

  Quieqiao Xiangeng’s golden sword spirit lies in the true mystery of the “Magpie Bridge”!

  There is a name for this style, which is called "A magpie bridge once a year, and you see this trick once in your life."

  Because after seeing this trick, the so-called "life" is no longer there.

  How fast is this sword?

  Under the stage, Jiang Wang thought to himself, that his feet are flat, and the veteran Zongjian is late, and he is not so fast!

  This sword is coming...

  Huang Sheli just raised his hand, and the Jiang Mo pestle named Pudu in his hand raised his head.

  The Magpie Bridge has arrived.

  It penetrates not only the distance, but also the air machine that Huang Sheli covers in front of her body, which is the space for her to react!

  The audience almost stopped breathing.

  Muguo Tianjiao wants to solve the opponent with one blow! !

This……

  Of course impossible.

  Almost at the same time I saw the Magpie Bridge.

  A verdant, oval, gem-like thing appeared in Huang Sheli's black eyes.

   is fleeting.

   is for supernatural powers, Bodhi.

  Many people in Jing Kingdom know this magical power of Huang Sheli, and of course this information is no stranger to Tianjiao in other countries.

  The effect of this magical power is--

   "Enlightenment state."

   can be used both in spiritual practice and in combat.

  What is "enlightenment"?

  Be awake all the time, and have a new awareness of everything.

  To put it more intuitively, under the Bodhi magical powers, Huang Sheli’s combat response, combat understanding, and grasp of fighter opportunities...will be improved in all aspects!

   Magpie Bridge saw him, and he had fallen in front of him.

  When the bodhi appears, everything becomes clear.

  Huang Sheli flipped the magic pestle, held the handle with both hands, and plunged in front of him with a triangular pyramid without hesitation!

  Too fast, too decisive!

  Almost at the same time when the bridge of sword and magpie was extended, her Pudu Jiang Mo pestle had already been pierced down.

  And the sharp point of the pestle pierced precisely on a sword magpie three feet away in front of her, smashing it to pieces, and shattering it back into the disintegrated Unlord Sword Qi.

  Why do you say this is accurate?

  Because this sword magpie is precisely the core of the entire bridge of sword magpies, and it is also the trigger point for the next wave of offensive that Zhao Rucheng is brewing. In other words, the next change in this style of Queqiao is still dead.

  People can clearly see that the gorgeous and splendid sword and magpie bridge is coming across the sky.

  The bright bright yellow robe floats behind him, Huang Sheli holds the magic pestle in both hands, and will stick it on the bridge of sword and magpie, showing a very healthy figure.

  The black golden sword and magpie bridge complements her bronze complexion.

  And the whole beautiful and dazzling bridge of sword and magpie collapsed in front of her for the first time.

  The good is broken before the good.

  Only one tie, the magpie bridge died!

   Zhao Rucheng does not seem to be surprised.

  He emptied his left hand and drew his right hand. He pulled out a black gold long sword entangled with gold sword aura, and then stepped onto the disintegrating bridge of swords and magpies.

  I walked on the bridge.

  Before the bridge of sword and magpie was completely disintegrated, he came to Huang Sheli, with the sword of Gengjin in his hand with his neck crossed!

   Jiang Wang's eyes moved slightly under the stage.

  His horrible sword has the charm of being overwhelmed by celebrities and struggling with life and death!

  Of course, the actual application method and force technique are different.

  Like his ten years of learning Chaoyu, he is also the artistic conception of learning.

  Faced with this sword, Huang reli in the bodhi state, pulling the magic pestle straight back, let go of his left hand, and holding the magic pestle with his right hand, he was hitting the opponent's horizontal sword in the position of the Buddha's head!

  This series of actions are simple, direct, and natural, with a beauty that is close to Taoism.

   And Zhao Rucheng’s sword of Gengjin was knocked apart and exploded into a sky full of golden sword aura!

  (End of this chapter)